Chapter 53: The Opportunistic System

Of course, he also flipped through the negative emotion values gained when subduing Zhang Yi and others, as well as the negative emotion value from killing Old Zhang Seven. In between, there were many young powerhouses and other people's negative emotion values as well.

However, he merely glanced over them.

The more he looked, the more excited he became. He discovered that the amount of negative emotion value gained from temporary events was far less than that from ongoing negative emotion value others generated toward him.

It was like raising a chicken: you could eat it when it grew up, or you could let it grow and keep eating its eggs. In the long run, eating the eggs was the wiser choice.

So, Lin Fan made up his mind: from now on, he would eat the eggs... but he would not let the chicken go either. In the future, he would enjoy both chicken and eggs—such extravagance!

"System, use all these eighty-seven thousand negative emotion points for a draw!"

Lin Fan shouted excitedly. With eighty-seven thousand negative emotion values, he could draw forty-three times. He simply refused to believe he wouldn't get even one Life Essence Pill.

Ding!

"Congratulations, host, no prize!"

Ding!

"Congratulations, host, no prize!"

Ding!

"Congratulations, host, you won a 'Cried Chicken' with complimentary ketchup!"

Ding!

"Congratulations, host, you won roasted lamb kidney. May your waist and kidneys be strong and my wishes for your health!"

Damn!

Hearing the system's endless notifications, Lin Fan's face darkened. Drawing food items wasn't bad, although they served no real purpose, but at least they tasted good. Better than getting nothing at all.

But what was this roasted lamb kidney? And it came with a blessing? If eating the kidney strengthened him, what did 'may you be well' even mean?

He glanced at the burly system intelligence, watching the words spill from its mouth. Lin Fan felt a sudden tightness below his waist and couldn't help but tense up.

Ding!

"Congratulations, host, you won a super-large 'I Am Your Daddy' kite, with 300 meters of fishing line!"

Ding!

"Congratulations, host, no prize!"

Ding!

"Congratulations, host, still no prize!"

G, N, M, L, G, B!

Last year I bought a watch!

Lin Fan had a thousand curses he couldn't utter, so he silently recited last year's purchase in his heart.

Even the draw felt like it was taking advantage of him. A kite was fine, but what did 'I Am Your Daddy' kite even mean? Someone tell me, damn it!

Lin Fan realized that every time he drew, the system would provoke countless complaints. If this system required complaint points instead of negative emotion values, he might have already regained his true god-level strength.

His complaint energy must be terrifying—enough to tear the sky apart!

"If I didn't win, just say so. Don't give me that 'still no prize' nonsense!"

At last, Lin Fan growled at the system intelligence beside him. If this wasn't the system space, with his body manifested by the system, he would've already beaten the system intelligence up.

"What—?"

In Panlong City's Zhang family, Zhang Wangshan's face was full of shock. "Are you saying Zhang Yi not only failed to kill Lin Fan, but actually surrendered to him?"

"Yes. According to reports from Qingxue County City, Zhang Yi and his men escorted Lin Fan back and even guarded his door, calling him master!"

Zhang De replied, his face grim. He too couldn't understand why Zhang Yi would surrender to Lin Fan.

Although his father had already decided to eliminate Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi had no knowledge of this. Only he and his father knew—so it shouldn't be the reason for Zhang Yi to defect.

In Zhang Yi's eyes, he was Zhang Yi's own brother, and their father was Zhang Yi's father. How could Zhang Yi surrender to someone else? He would sooner die on the battlefield than submit!

After getting his son's confirmation, Zhang Wangshan's shock turned into uncertainty. "What about Old Zhang Seven? Where did he go? He was just a step away from reaching mid-stage Pulse Realm. He wouldn't just let Zhang Yi defect, right?"

Zhang De hesitated, then said, "Seventh Uncle, he..."

"Speak!"

Zhang Wangshan's expression grew tense. He had already guessed the result. Old Zhang Seven was loyal to him, his seventh brother. Now that Zhang Yi had surrendered and Old Zhang Seven had disappeared, the answer was clear.

"Seventh Uncle is dead. No external wounds."

Zhang De clenched his fists, his eyes filled with inexplicable unease. The report said Old Zhang Seven was dead, but there was no injury—his soul had been erased.

This proved only one thing: Lin Fan had powerful help.

Everyone knew that souls only grew strong from the Pulse Realm onward. To erase the soul of someone at early Pulse Realm, at least a late Pulse Realm soul would be required, along with soul attack techniques.

"How could this happen?"

Upon hearing his son's reply, Zhang Wangshan trembled and immediately grasped Zhang De's meaning. He had already guessed his seventh brother's death, but never imagined his soul would be destroyed.

What did this prove?

It meant a master capable of easily slaughtering the Zhang family had appeared, and stood on their enemy's side.

The strongest master in the Zhang family was himself, at mid-stage Pulse Realm. But against a late-stage Pulse Realm opponent, he would be instantly killed. After all, his strength at mid-stage Pulse Realm was bottom tier.

Each advancement in the Pulse Realm multiplied one's combat strength dozens of times, even more. In the entire Qingxue County, families with late-stage Pulse Realm were ranked in the top thirty; the Zhang family was only sixty-something.

Top thirty families always had late-stage Pulse Realm masters, mid-stage Pulse Realm usually had one to five, and early-stage at least five to ten.

If such power truly backed Lin Fan, annihilating the Zhang family would be effortless.

"How are Yuan and Zhen?"

After a long silence, Zhang Wangshan finally calmed his turbulent emotions and asked Zhang De.

"Unclear. No news at all."

Zhang De shook his head, worry in his eyes. This was his greatest concern. Since Lin Fan had a formidable protector, killed Old Zhang Seven, and subdued Zhang Yi, he wouldn't care about his two sons' lives.

Zhang Yuan and Zhang Zhen were likely doomed.

Zhang De clenched his fists. These were his only two sons; if they truly died at Lin Fan's hands, even if Lin Fan had powerful backing, he would never let him live.

Of course, he wouldn't do it himself, but he would pay any price, believing many assassins would take the job.

Zhang Wangshan's eyes flickered. Finally, he gritted his teeth. "Send someone to investigate Lin Fan thoroughly. If he truly has such a master by his side, we must avoid confrontation, offer two mines and three million taels of silver to the Lin family, and beg forgiveness!"

"I understand, Father."

Zhang De nodded, his face gloomy. As his father said, if Lin Fan truly had such a master, the Zhang family could only retreat for now.

As for revenge, he would have to truly commission an assassin.

Within Sihai Restaurant in Qingxue County City, beads of sweat streamed down Zhang Yi and his men's foreheads, pouring endlessly down their faces.

At this moment, Xiao Jianhao stood before them. Even without releasing any aura, the immense pressure made them extremely nervous.

It had been three and a half hours since they began guarding their master's door...

If their master did not appear soon, they might truly meet their end here. They had no doubt that Lin Jianhao would kill them without hesitation.

In their hearts, they prayed fervently for Lin Fan to appear soon.

Creak—

Suddenly, as if their prayers had been heard—by God, Jesus, or the Buddha—Lin Fan was driven out of his room. With a creak, the door swung open from inside.

Instantly, they all breathed a sigh of relief, releasing the tension in their chests.

Because Lin Fan's room housed only Lin Fan, the one opening the door could only be him. They all turned their heads to look.

"Master!"

Zhang Yi and his men bowed respectfully to Lin Fan. Lin Fan nodded and smiled, "Master sounds awkward. Just call me Young Master."

"Yes, Young Master!"

Zhang Yi and the others responded again.

"You are Lin Fan?"

A voice sounded, prompting Lin Fan to turn around. His pupils contracted instantly.

"A master!"

That was the first thought that appeared in Lin Fan's mind upon seeing Xiao Jianhao.

Others could not sense Xiao Jianhao's extraordinariness, but Lin Fan could. Xiao Jianhao's state of mind was extremely high—perhaps just a hair's breadth from attaining the profound realm.

Of course, that gap might well be as vast as the heavens.

"That's great, Brother Fan, you're safe!"

"Haha, Brother Fan, you're amazing! You actually made the Zhang family's men your subordinates?"

"That's right, that's right, these are strong men at the Hundred Aperture Realm!"

"Brother Fan, you should tell us how you dealt with that Pulse Realm master!"

"........."

Before Lin Fan could respond to Xiao Jianhao, Xiao Shuihan and the others rushed out from the private room behind Xiao Jianhao, surrounding Lin Fan and clamoring excitedly.

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